Dawgs of the Military

The Pocket Watch

     Maise clasped her hands together then slapped the ground sending a vibration through the ground. The man dragging Tilly lost his grip, giving Tilly a minute to bound joyfully back to Maise. While hugging her dog, Maise's hair was brushed to the side by the wind. Roy, on the ground behind her,was shocked to find half  a tattoo on the back of her neck, a homunculi's tattoo.  "Your a... a homunculus?" He asked. Maise cringed at the word, homunculus. She squeezed Tilly once more then stood. Men stood around her,  their pointed guns shaking. Roy was slipping white gloves on his hands, then looking up at her. " You're coming with us, with or without force,its your decision." He said with a smirk.
     Maise was locked inside to pack her things, she knew it wouldn't take long since all she needed was her art supplies and clothes. She finished packing within 8 minutes, then set her stuff in a clump next to the front door. Maise then looked out the window, and watched Roy lean over to pick something up. When she couldn't make out the object, she put her hands in her pockets , quickly realizing her pocket watch had fallen out and was now in Roy's hands. " Oh, damn it all!" She said in a rush to get outside. She picked up a barstool and threw it at the window, then watched it splinter into fragile pieces. Jumping through the window she tried yelling to Roy. "Don't open-"